Chapter 7 – Shaky legs and sweaty palms

-Sakura-

I woke up early, took a hot shower, straightened my pink, waist long hair,

-something I haven't done in a while-, put on light make up, some foundation, eyeliner, mascara and lip-gloss. After taking care that I had a perfect manicure and pedicure, -I loved my nails a bit long with a French design on it- I had to get dressed, and I knew just what I was going to wear.

Soon, I was ready, I got into the car and drove to the coffee shop. I needed a coffee to start my day. I ordered 3 coffees. Itachi will not have his way, today won't start like all the other.

I soon got to work and I placed the coffees on Sasuke's desk and went over to my office to review the day's work and enjoy my coffee. Maybe ten minutes later, the Uchiha brothers walked through the door.

"Come on Sasuke, loosen up, I want to enjoy my time with you, little brother."

"I said no Itachi, I am not going to that club just to end up pulling each other's hairs out." Itachi pouted.

"You are no fun..."

"Thanks."

I bent over to get my bag that dropped on the floor and then got up swaying my hair as it rested on my shoulders and back.

"Good morning Mr. Uchiha, good morning Itachi-san, coffee is on your desk, there are some urgent papers to sign but not too much work today." When I finally looked at them, their mouths look like they were about to fall. I do know I have a great body, I just never actually used it with the intention of alluring men this way. Well, I am glad I still have the skill..and this dress. This dress was my all time favourite. I bought it by mistake, without even trying it on, in one of those days that I felt like buying the whole world. It got mixed up with my clothing and God, I am so grateful. The dress was simple. Somewhat office but goes into casual. All black, short, reaching the half of my thigh, with a bit of cleavage, with sleeves that reach up to the elbows. It isn't like a second skin, but it hugs my curves in a very nice way. I also had black stockings and red stiletto shoes on. The shoes match with the bag Itachi gifted me.

They both stared at me wide eyed while I took a sip of my coffee and a drip fell to the corner of my mouth. I wanted to wipe it but Itachi came up to me before I could even notice and he whipped it with his thumb and then licked it.

"You taste as good as you look."

"You mean the coffee? But I will take that as a compliment Itachi-san...thank you." I said thank you while I was walking past him to hand Sasuke some paperwork.

"Wow Sakura...you look stunning, is it any special occasion?" he tried not to let his eyes wander and I appreciated it. Sasuke was different from most men I met. I knew he had the urge to stare sometimes while I was working but I knew how lonely he was so I didn't press the issue any further. He was indeed a handsome, fulfilling man, with endless ambition and the power to do everything he wanted, one way or another, and it amazed me he didn't even seem to realise that.

"Not really Mr. Uchiha, I felt the urge to do it today."

"Alright, well it does suit you. I saw you changed your cell phone number yesterday."

"Yes I did. I texted as soon as I changed it so you could reach me at any time you needed."

Now, what would be the best approach? Flirt with Itachi and make him lose his mind? Or...flirt with Sasuke and watch Itachi's reactions? What to do, what to do?

Sasuke smiled at me again. He has a nice smile, I like it because he doesn't smile a lot, but I get to see it sometimes in the office, rarely when we have company.

"That is very thoughtful of you Sakura. But if you need to get off early today to meet Kiba or something, you can tell me, you work hard around here, you deserve your time off." I smiled. Somehow I wished he really liked me. Really like me. I am aware he sees me as a woman, as well as I am aware that he only sees me as a woman and an assistant, and sometimes a friend. Yet he has no special interest in me, he never tries to tell me, he even stopped taking me to lunch. Maybe I should gain some weight to make him interested.

"That won't be the case anymore ." during this whole time, Itachi has been starring at me, at a loss of words, following my every move. I could feel his eyes on the back of my head and I knew his thoughts wandered.

"You and Kiba have problems?" he asked a bit angsty.

"We broke up." I smiled even brighter. He looked at me with a confused expression.

"Are you alright? Because if you need..."I interrupted him again.

"I am better than alright, I already had my eyes on someone for a while now and it is for the best." Sasuke was taken aback and I could almost hear Itachi smirk.

"Just let me know if you need anything, alright Sakura?"

"I am perfectly fine, but I will take that offer if I get the chance." I laughed. He smiled at me and walked past, to the door of his office while Itachi and I were walking behind him. Me, giving him the information he needed about the upcoming contracts and Itachi starring aimlessly at me and making comments once in a while or just chuckling out of context.

I still had to decide how I was going to do this. Sasuke would've been pleasurable and nice to have around, but Itachi's dumbstruck face would be a bonus when if I manage to do what I intended. Without thinking much, I dropped the files on the ground while I was walking to the door to get more copies done. I smirked to myself and bent over.

"I will be right back with the papers, do you need anything else?" I turned around to look at them. Itachi's face looked like he would jump me, his eyes where content and sparkling, ready to jump for the pray. Sasuke was...hungry and shaken. He was holding onto his desk and breathing like he ran for hours. His eyes were serious yet lustful, like he wanted to pin me to the door and punish me for being a tease.

"No Sakura, thank you." He breathed the words out like he wanted me to hurry, to get out before it gets dangerous.

"Alright." This was going to be dangerously fun.

-Sasuke-

She was doing it on purpose and I didn't know if I could take it. This woman is playing with my mind, even if I think Itachi is the target. The way the lace of her black stockings was showing, and the curve of her ass made me hold on tight to my desk, made my legs shake and my palms sweat, if today's attire was not an exception, I was going to jump Sakura soon. Fuck it, all of my self control went to waste. At least now she is a free woman.